Everything is the same as it was four years ago. It's just that this time it hurt her heart the most. However, if she wants to live, at least until she completes what she promised Qingzhu, she can't die. Maybe she should be glad that every time she is injured, there are people by her side.

Dongfang Huoyan did everything for her, she was very touched and grateful, it was she who owed him all the time. However, now she is even less qualified to accept his love.

Walking on this road out of the customs full of countless memories, she had to think of Ding Ning and Nangong Li again and again. Especially when she saw the sugar gourd mark carved by her own hand on the door of the inn, her heart ached beyond measure.

When we arrive in Snow Country, it is the best season of the year in Snow Country, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and bees and butterflies dance among the flowers.

It's just that she doesn't have the heart to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, and she doesn't have the strength to appreciate it. Before she reached Snow Country, her condition deteriorated. If she hadn't been holding on, she would probably have fallen on the road. She knows her illness best, she doesn't want Dongfang Huoyan to worry about her, he has done enough for her.

As soon as they entered the border of the Snow Country, Situ Xuan, Langka, Pomegranate and others were already waiting there.

"Guoguo...

Pomegranate looked at Ding Guoguo, who was leaning on Dongfang Huoyan's arms, and choked up.

Ding Guoguo smiled lightly at her and said lightly, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." After she finished speaking, her eyes turned to Situ Xuan and nodded slightly to him.

Situ Xuan sighed lightly, "If you have something to say, let's talk about it when I go back." ”

Under Ding Guoguo's repeated insistence, they did not go back to the Snow Palace, but went directly to the glacier.

Ding Guoguo held the ashes in his hand and threw them into the wind. The white ashes are lifted by the wind and slowly fall into the flowing glacier. She smiled sadly, is this free, Qingzhu?

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Huoyan couldn't bear it, and was about to step forward, but was dragged by Situ Xuan.

Situ Xuan shook his head at him.

"Guoguo." Pomegranate couldn't take it anymore, she walked up to her, called softly, and reached out to hug her. With tears in her eyes, she comforted, "Don't be sad, you still have me." ”

Ding Guoguo glanced sideways at her, smiled miserably, buried his head in her chest, and snorted softly, "En." After Qingzhu's aftermath, she had no worries in her heart, and closed her eyes tiredly.

When I woke up again, I was woken up.

Situ Xuan and Dongfang Huoyan were arguing in a low voice outside.

"Is there no way around it?" Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he could also hear Dongfang Huoyan's voice almost collapse.

"The thousand-year-old snow lotus can only cure her internal injuries, not her heart disease. She was the only one who could save her. Situ Xuan was still not in a hurry, and his cold voice did not contain much emotion.

"Actually, it's not impossible, it's just... Situ Xuan's voice suddenly lowered a lot, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

"Since you have this ability, why didn't you say it earlier!" Dongfang Huoyan was extremely excited.

"There is a risk, both for the performer and for the restricted. Besides, once she thinks about it in the future, I'm afraid she will hate you and me. ”

"Do you want to watch her die! I know that you are ... Dongfang Huoyan covered up the following words.

Situ Xuan was silent.

After I don't know how long, I heard him sigh, "I answered, and as for the people, I will leave it to you to find." ”

"That's it!"

As soon as Dongfang Huoyan's words fell, she heard his footsteps coming towards her, and she hurriedly closed her eyes. Spelling? Situ Xuan's eyes, are there any other secrets? Before she could think deeply, the door was pushed open.

Dongfang Huoyan walked quickly to the side of the bed and stood still.

Ding Guoguo didn't even dare to move her eyes, for fear that he would find out that she was pretending to be asleep.

Fortunately, Dongfang Huoyan only stood for a while, and he left quickly.

As soon as he left, he disappeared. She asked Situ Xuan, and the answer she got was that Dongfang Huoyan had something urgent and would come back after finishing her errands.

She knew they were hiding something from her, and it had something to do with her. It's just that from Situ Xuan, he can't ask anything. If he doesn't want to say it, he won't.

Under the careful care of Pomegranate and Situ Xuan, Ding Guoguo's body gradually improved, but he became more and more depressed, and he could not say a word all day, just sit sluggishly.

The pomegranate saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he was helpless and could only secretly wipe his tears.

Summer goes to winter, and when the snow country enters winter, Dongfang Huoyan finally returns. He and Situ Xuan were mysterious, and they didn't know what they were planning.

During the time she was recuperating from her injuries, she often remembered a mythical story.

After Bigan lost his Seven Exquisite Hearts, he met a peasant woman selling heartless vegetables on the street. Ask, the food has no heart to live, people?

The peasant woman replied, no.

Bigan died because of this.

If a person loses his heart, he cannot live. Her chest was empty, she had no heart, and all that was left was a shell that was barely breathing.

She was moved and disturbed, but in the end, what she got was the death of the person she cherished, and the people who loved her broke her heart. For the people she loved, she despised her dignity, but in exchange for a wound. From heartbeat, heartbreak, heartbreak, to going away.

It would be nice if there was a water of forgetfulness. She wanted to forget everything and never remember him again in this life.

"Ling'er."

Situ Xuan pushed the door and came in, holding a bowl of steaming decoction in his hand.

Ding Guoguo came back from his contemplation, turned his head to look at him, and then turned his head back to continue staring at the empty wall in a daze.

Situ Xuan walked up to her and stood still.

But she turned a blind eye, her eyes still looking straight ahead.

"Ugh... Situ Xuan let out a long sigh and stretched out his hand to count the dots on her. Seeing that she finally had a reaction, she looked at him suspiciously. He curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "No matter how much you hate me in the future, I don't want to see you like this again." ”

Before Ding Guoguo could understand what was going on, he saw that his demonic eyes suddenly froze, and his originally amber eyes turned blood-red. She only felt an unbearable pain in her heart, followed by a dizziness as if her head had been hit hard.

She wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't.

Situ Xuan seemed to be in even more pain than her, and beads of blood spilled down the corners of his lips. He put his hand on her shoulder and slowly leaned in.

Ding Guoguo watched him get closer and closer in astonishment, and finally his lips pressed to hers.

He didn't close his eyes, she couldn't close them, she could only look at his red demon eyes.

There was a smell of blood in her mouth, I don't know if it was hers or his. She suddenly realizes that he is feeding her his blood.

Is this another secret of his demon eyes? It's just, what does he want to do? This ritual is a little weird!

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a minute, maybe it was a quarter of an hour, Situ Xuan finally let go of her.

He stared at her and laughed.

She had never seen him smile like that, and his eyes were moving.

"Sleep, and forget in your sleep the man who broke your heart." He put his hand over her eyes.

It was suddenly dark in front of him, and Ding Guoguo fell softly on the bed.